Put away your futile theodicy
For a moment, please
And let's be real
There's no rhyme, not a reason to be found
In all your leather-bound philosophy
We are trapped in some heartless master plan
That's gone off track
Make it stop
All these pinpricks of the heart
All the pain you say is surely for the greater good
I don't believe you
That's enough
I'll tear the world apart
With a bang or with a whimper, bring an end to this
Sadistic joke at our expense
Burn down everyone and everything in sight
Destroy our heartless master's plan from the inside